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Outside the Dorms, Friday Morning

Strangely, Sakurazaki had woken up this morning with Shonen Knife's Frogphobia stuck in her head. It wasn't until after she'd had her shower and decided to go outside and meditate before the book fair that she realized exactly why.

She'd managed to slip out while Genghis was sleeping; he had made the other kitties sleep on the floor, and she feared that he might be ensighting them to build pyramid in the room when she got back, but it would be nice to enjoy a morning free from a warlord cat on her head. However, frogs were much easier to avoid, although she did have to clear a few of them away from her prefered spot of mediation outside the dorms.

She mostly meditates on if anyone around here likes frog legs.

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Why there appears to be a procession of frogs marching after Jude like lost little ducklings, well, that was just the magic of Jude. He seemed completely unconcerned by his amphibious followers as he weaved a slow, meandering path with the skateboard.

Sakurazaki cracks an eye open at the sound of wheels. She tries not to grin. She was meditating, after all.

Jude realises that she's mediatating, so doesn't interrupt her. Instead, he skates lazy circles around her, the frogs stringing out behind him and continuing their hopping in the same circles.

For some reason, he was humming 'The Battle Hymn of the Republic' under his breath.

No one could mediated with that going them, not even Buddha. A snort of a laugh escapes Sakurazaki, the force of trying to keep it back pitching her forward slightly. She quickly straightens her shoulders though, trying to pretend it didn't happen, but she only ends up having to bit her lip and turning her face red.

Jude pretended not to see this, even as he and his ever growing army of frogs continued circling the "meditating" girl.

Now he was singing softly. "Mine eyes have seen the horror of the coming of the frogs, they are lurking in the swamps, they are lurking in the bogs . . ."

Okay, deep breath. This was quite obviously a test. A test that the constant twitching of the corners of her mouth and a face crimson from trying not to laugh were testifying that she was failing. She stiffens her shoulders more, clenches her fist tightly. Deeeep. Breath.

Jude was grinning like an idiot at the moment. Yes, he was being kinda mean. But it was so fun! And Setsuna looked so cute like that.

And it totally wasn't his fault that the frogs started ribbiting in counterpoint.

"I can hear their mournful croaking through the early morning fogs, the frogs!" RIBBIT! "Keep" RIBBIT! "Marching" RIBBIT! "OOOOOOOOOON!" RIBBIT!

And she loses it, hands flying up to her face to cover a burst of laughter.

"Damn it! No fair!" she claims after catching her breath. ""I haven't reached the level of training where we practice mediation through skateboarders, frogs, and cleverly altered lyrics." She gives him a glare with a grin.

[[annnnnd, i gotta disappear for work for about four hours now. blah]]

"Aw, c'mon, bra, I didn't even get to the chorus yet," Jude grinned, looking back at his froggy minions. "Alright, boys - Riiiiiibbit, ribbit, ribbit crooooak croak!" The frogs obliged. How the frogs knew the tune to the Glory Hymn of the Republic . . . well, this was Fandom. "Ribbit, ribbit, ribbit, croak croak! Ribbit, ribbit, ribbit, croak croak! The frogs keeps hopping -" Jude struck an opera pose for the dramatic finish. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOON!"

Sakurazaki applauds lightly. "Very impressive."

"Thanks, bra!" Jude beamed happily.

"No problem," she says with a grin. "That definately deserved an applause. Even if it did interupt me."

That made Jude falter, looking sheepish as he scratched the back of his head. "Oh, sorry about that, Setsuna."

Sakurazaki shakes her head. "Don't worry about it; I was doing very well, anyway. Hard to concentrate today, so you actually didn't interupt much."

"That's good! Well, not good 'cause ya couldn't mediatate but good that I wasn't interruptin' . . ." Jude trailed off, tangled up in his own logic.

Sakurazaki grins. "I get what you mean," she assures him.

"Good, 'cause I don't know if I do," Jude chuckled.

There's definately another smile for that. "So, what do you think of all the frogs?" she asks absently, as she pokes on that lands beside her. It lets out a throaty croak.

"Good rhythm, some wicked harmonies, but I think they have to rework their lyrics a bit before anyone will sign them," he replied, deadpan.

"Market them in Japan. Singing frogs would already be a big hit as it is; hook them up with some random yet spunky American catch phrases, and you've got a pop sensation." She, too, is gravely serious.

"Sounds like a plan." He glanced at his small legion of frogs. "How does it sound to you guys?"

Apparently it sounded just fine.

She chuckles. "I can picture all the insanely cute merchandise right now. And it kind of scares me, I've got to admit."

Jude laughed. "Yeah, the Japanese are kinda good at the insanely cute merchandise, aren't they?"

Her eyes widen fearfully. "You have no idea."

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"I don't think I wanna know, then."

"If I ever manage to drag you over to Japan, you'll have to witness it for yourself. There's no other way to truly understand it." She nods sagely.

"Hey, I will be a willing dragee," Jude chuckled. "I'd love t' go and see it."

"Good," she says with a firm nod and a satisfied smile.

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